Jiang Youyou saw Wen Changling and said goodbye to the man.

"Changling."

She came over to Wen Changling's side, first admired it, and said regretfully: "What are you doing with your shoulders and waist?" ”

She felt that Wen Changling was too low-key, and there was a kind of posture of "no one loves glasses when they wear them".

"Dr. Jiang, do you have twin sisters?" Wen Changling asked her question.

"I have four older sisters, but I don't have twin sisters."

So this is not a fake Dr. Jiang in front of you.

The man was still not far away, and Wen Changling deliberately asked in a low voice, "Do you really know how to embroider?" ”

Jiang Youyou turned his back to the crowd and stuffed a small cake into his mouth: "Does cross-stitch count?" ”

“……”

The cake in Wen Changling's hand was accidentally pinched by her.

Although Yan Cong and Jiang Youyou are related to each other, Wen Changling has never liked to explore other people's private affairs, so she doesn't know much about Jiang Youyou's family affairs.

"We have six siblings, except for my brother, who is the treasure in the palm of his hand, and my four sisters and I are all my father's goods." Jiang Youyou wiped his mouth and said indifferently, "You have to be well-behaved and obedient, you have to be a dignified lady, you have to be a celebrity, and you have to be able to go down to the kitchen and get the hall, so that you can sell it for a big price." ”

No wonder she is not happy even if she is rich.

She smiled, her pretty eyes darkened only briefly, and then they were still bright: "Don't think of me too pitifully, I don't pity me." My dad is very willing to invest in me, I have endless bags and clothes, luxury cars and mansions, and I have seen things that ordinary people can't see in their lives. There is nothing wrong with being a good girl for sale than fighting for yourself. She leaned closer and quietly told Wen Changling, "I made a basket of boyfriends, and my dad didn't even find out." ”

However, she never has a boyfriend in the circle, so as not to collapse the "good wife" character she has worked so hard to manage.

She looked up at the sky and smiled brightly: "I'm going to play crazy before I sell it." When I've had enough fun in the future, I'll find a rich man who is beautiful or well-behaved to marry, and then marry and teach children, be rich and rich, and finally die. ”

This is the road she will take in the future, and when her eldest sister gets married, she will see this road clearly.

So don't be distracted, play hard, don't regret it in the future, don't be unwilling.

"It's good, too." She took a sip of red wine, "After all, not everyone can drink such a good wine, and people still have to be content." ”

She is very open-minded and sober.

This is the first time Wen Changling has really understood her.

"Just now you helped me scold that card player, will it affect ......" Wen Changling thought for a while and thought of appropriate wording, "It will affect your personality." ”

"You still know the personality." Jiang Youyou waved his hand magnificently, not taking it to heart, "It's okay, Shen Fei should be scolded, and it's understandable for me to scold him." ”

Wen Changling gave Jiang Youyou a piece of the cake she thought was delicious.

After Jiang Youyou finished eating, he patted the cake crumbs on his hands: "My dad is calling me, I'm going to perform." ”

Then she turned around, changed her expression for a second, walked to her father Jiang Zhenghao with delicate steps, and played the gentle and virtuous daughter of the Jiang family in front of every candidate for the son-in-law of the Jiang family.

It's not a birthday party, it's a social scene.

The plates containing the food are too small, one plate is a small piece, and Wen Changling is embarrassed to take it again after eating a small area of plates. She sent a message to Jiang Youyou, saying that she was going back, and then went upstairs to change her clothes, packed Jiang Youyou's skirt, and planned to take it for dry cleaning.

The door of the villa is full of luxury cars, she walked a little farther and used her mobile phone to call a taxi.

"Wen Changling."

Only then did she notice Xie Shang, who was answering the phone across the road.

He hung up the phone and stepped on a spot of moonlight that leaked through the cracks in the leaves, and walked towards her.

The formal coat was held in his hand at will, and he didn't care about the dust on the ground from the expensive clothes: "You want to go back?" ”